by kid a » Thu Sep 19, 2019 8:08 am
EPILOGUE
Christmas Day - 2021
“Are your sure about this outfit honey??”
Vanessa squirmed in the passenger seat of Anthony’s car as they drove towards the local mall for the annual “Santa Days” extravaganza. Anthony had always been a big fan of the Christmas season. Considering the free-flowing alcohol and general over consumption across the board....what was a feeder not to like?
He also felt it necessary to “get into the spirit” costume-wise. In his case, that meant a stylish elf costume, complete with the pointy hat, fake ears and spectacles. Vanessa on the other hand had received the short end of the stick. Or was that the “fat” end of the stick.
Mrs Claus probably would have been personally offended that someone as obese as Vanessa had been selected to portray her in this little exhibition. I mean sure, she had let herself go during her time at the North Pole, but c’mon...
As they pulled into a handicap parking spot near the front, Anthony only smirked in response to her nervous query. He hopped out of the car, slammed the door shut and bounded over to the passenger side to begin the extraction of his prized pupil. With a sigh, she reached her huge, flabby arms towards him; he braced himself and grunted as he pulled backwards, Vanessa pouring out of the car in response.
She was easily his largest feedee ever at this point, and her huge, fluffy, red and white outfit served to emphasize every roll and bulge she had accumulated during their relationship. The last time she had stepped on the scale (after a similar Halloween event..in retrospect that pumpkin outfit had been even less forgiving), she tipped the scales at 530 pounds. Luckily for Vanessa she had retained the pear shaped inclinations of her figure; but at this size, she was nothing other than incredibly fat from any reasonable perspective, and resigned to the trappings of her feeder/feedee arrangement.
Her round, cherubic face was plastered in a new brand of makeup she has chosen for the occasion. It did make her look cute, but her drooping triple chin and jowly cheeks were clearly visible through the foundation. They sagged onto her soft neckline; below her mammoth udders bulged obscenely through the 4X v-neck top and sagged onto to her monumental triple belly.
3 gigantic rolls of fat now comprised Vanessa’s abdomen. They pushed those huge tits to each side and the wide, middle swath of her paunch had the bright red skirt she was wearing stretched near the point of no return. The garment was given a bit of a reprieve by the massive lower section of her belly however; it sagged down past her pillowy thighs, on full jiggly display dangerously close to the tops of her enormous knee-high, glittery stockings.
Vanessa’s titanic, flabby ass jutted out behind her, wobbling from side to side as they made her way towards the mall entrance. Even in the crisp December air, she was sweaty from the exertion as they walked inside. The sounds and smells of the holidays hit them immediately - Vanessa’s cavernous belly growled in anticipation for the treats to come. Anthony was one step ahead of her - she waddled dutifully behind him towards the food court where her new favorite (Cinnabon) beckoned with its high calorie, sugary assortment of sinful creations.
As she wobbled unsteadily towards a large booth (Anthony was already in line placing a huge order), she blushed as a blubbery hip bumped softly into someone to her side. Turning to apologize, she froze when she realized who it was. None other than Tom, with of all people, her cousin Shayna as his date for the afternoon.
Halting her mumbled apology, Vanessa stuttered as she waited for what would surely be a searing re-introduction. But much to her surprise, Tom seemed to be equally embarrassed. He stepped back, giving her a exaggeratedly wide berth.
“Excuse me miss - didn’t even see you there.”
Shayna looked at her - with disgust, to be sure. But the sexy young couple offered zero acknowledgement of their ex-girlfriend/cousin. That was when it hit Vanessa like a load of bricks....they didn’t even recognize her.
With equal parts embarrassment and gratitude, she turned and plodded towards another booth, granting both a full-on view of her cellulite ridden thighs and cottage cheese ass. She thought she heard a snicker but was in no mood to determine the source. Safely on the other side of the food court, she weakly waved in Anthony’s direction. Spotting her, he smiled in response and headed her way, his tray overloaded with cinnamon rolls and extra cups of frosting.
He had barely sat down and pushed the tray in Vanessa’s direction before she was greedily wolfing down the first treat. Even Anthony was a bit taken back by her recent gluttony...the game seemed to be over at this point and she was thankful for his attention and the endless supply of comfort food.
He reached under the table and gave her gelatinous belly a playful jiggle as she gorged away. Looking around the room, Anthony signed with content.
“What do you think Tom’s up to this year, toots?”
THE END